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Do you ever feel like others know you better than you do? |
| My eyes hurt Dry enough to crack My heart beats But does not feel My mind takes in But does not give out I am me Myself, my own person No one knows me I don't know me Those deep secrets They coil below Create a maze Tangling in it the truth Tangling me in it I am the lies The hurting The pain The weakness I am the truth The healing The pleasure The strength I don't know me They don't know me I am tangled I am twisted I am cruel I am light I am good Right? And they'll tell me Tell me I'm sure That they know me And I'll listen I'll smile And tell them they're right Because they are At least, in a way They know me More than I do. |